First Beat

My fingers suddenly twitched. A warm, buzzing spark shot straight down my arms. I looked down at the tiny drumsticks held tight in my hands. Can I move them? I gave my left wrist a quick flick. Tap! The round tip bounced softly against my rounded belly. A crisp, hollow sound echoed into the stillness. My eyes went wide. I tapped again, right stick this time. Thump! A rhythm! I can make noise, I can move, I'm really here!